it's been a typical virginia spring. 90 degree weather followed by 45 degree weather followed by 50 degree weather with rain. typical
btw - as i'm typing this baby e is rubbing my head and playing with my hair. he's a gem
anyway back to my topic. so this morning in the 50 degree weather with rain i began the task of packing. i will remind you that we will need to be out of this house by the ends of the month, and i have not "packed" a single box. i rented a storage unit and took over the first load. the weather combined with another move has got me down about this move. i am in complete denial about it, or maybe i have just done this so much that i just don't even bat an eye anymore. sad. so right now my version of packing is taking everything that has been in rubbermaid containers for the past several year and stacking them in the garage. this will be our 12th move in 14 years of marriage. yeah, pretty sure i know what i'm doing. sigh....
what was your worst or favorite move?